Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

almost thought Ray were two

"Ah --"

brought her

face crumpled because of the pain and she withdrew her

stopped by Brody forcibly.

coldly,

order to take the pieces out, he

Would hurt.

pale face of

her

"No --"

as the point of the knife touched her

to mention the

she tried to take her hand back, but failed, because her hand

blood stained Tracy's and Brody's palms.

full of fear and timidity, and

"You know it hurts?"

won't cry. It's none of your business. You don't have to be sarcastic here. Let go

leap from the chair to the ground

red by blood again, Brody

"Have a seat --"

of threatening

more stubborn than before.

"No --"

shook her

at him coldly, "Brody, are

at him ironically.

stunned. It seemed that he remembered what he was

as ice. He pulled her to a chair and

me to care about you? How Shamless you are!

He snorted.

was still so furious that he tightly pressed on her hand.

tie you

to threaten.

it hurt so much and the bleeding had not stopped for such a

dizzy as if she

"A little bit painful..."

said with hesitation.

beat when

pain flashed

but she was still unwilling to fall to

say anything but

feel painful, you

he made

saying that, he pointed the sharp knife at the wound on her

eyes wide open, Tracy stared at the dagger intending to be stabbed into her flesh. She shivered and her heart skipped

rose from the bottom

her own thought was making trouble.

her body, it must

"Hmm --"

almost let out a

teeth, she

"Clap -"

of liquid dripped on Brody's hand and made a clear

know whether it was her tears

a little hesitant when he felt

give up so easily. He gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a few inches deeper,

tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm

feel the knife cutting her

twisted. Because of the pain, her whole body could

her eyes finally could not help

cut and

cry out several times to

"Idiot --"

couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed, he stared